80 Sunday morning (2)

~ Seattle, Marina ~

6:49 AM

Elizabeth shifted in her sleep. Correction, she tried shifting in her sleep, but she was unable to do so. She was holding onto a large bolster pillow, but somehow, the bolster pillow was holding onto her as well… tightly.

"Ugh…", Liz groaned while refusing to wake up and at the same time trying to wiggle out of the entrapment of the bolster pillow (aka Max's hold).

Max mumbled something drowsily and loosened his arms. In the next second he was awake and realized that Liz is shifting away from him. He swiftly extended his arms and pulled her back. There is no way he is letting go of her.

Last time they made progress and he let go, she ended up in New York!

This time, Max is determined to stick to her like a postage stamp.

In her sleep, Liz felt that her bolster pillow is pulling her back and she woke up in panic.

"Ah!", she exclaimed but she cut it short when she confirmed that its Max's chest pressing on her back.